Custom Clothing - SHR - Part 2

Sleepygirl’s adventure in the clothing store continues. With three of her friends already incapacitated, how long until the rest of the group finds themselves slipping under the spell of the clothing?

[NOTE: These are actual emails written by SleepyGirl, who was hypnotized to have a fantasy/dream while she slept, and then send me a description of it. You can find out more details HERE! ]

Cover Image created by HeroineArtAi

To: Sleepyhypno <Sleepyhypno@Gmail.com>
From: Sleepygirl <REDACTED>
Date: 8-11-20XX
Subject: Custom Clothing Part 2!

    I have another dream for you from a couple of days ago, over the weekend, I think?...either way, I really need to work on getting this stuff written down sooner (feel free to help with motivation for that, if you ever feel like it, heheh). I never seem to have a problem remembering my dreams, but still. This is the other half of the cavegirl/amazon dream from last week where everyone was getting knocked out by their outfits. I don't know about you, but I thought it was pretty entertaining.  But maybe my buttons are just easily pushed, who knows...but on that note I'll stop rambling and get on with the dream and your daily dose of porn (although it hasn't really been daily, technically...ok you get my point, moving on).
    Last time I think I mentioned that about half of the group I was with had changed into outfits and were knocked out by them. So, really, there were really only a few of us left that were still aware. Everyone that was knocked out in the previous dream had already been moved off into another room, and all that was left was me, Jill, Eve, and Laura, who had already recognized what was happening with the outfits. Jill and Eve were still oblivious to everything, which, to be honest, is kind of hot. The idea that she and I both knew what was happening while the other two had no idea, is really kind of button pushing, you know? Anyway, the two of them were standing off to the side and talking to one another when Laura decided to move over to Eve. The two of them began talking, and after a few moments I noticed Eve pointed in a direction I could only assume was where the others were carried to. Laura shrugged in response to something Eve asked her, and I couldn’t help but notice the agitation on her face growing as Eve continued talking. Eventually, while Eve was in mid sentence, Laura reached out and pressed the button that was attached to the strap on the skimpy cavegirl dress that Eve was wearing. Her body jerked as the electricity slowly trickled over her body, spreading to every inch of it, I couldn’t help but be almost sort of fascinated by the yellow electricity moving over her like an energy. It formed rings around her arms and legs as it trickled down them, then branched along her chest and back, only to form rings again as they rose up along her breasts and fizzled out at her nipples. Or maybe they were moving into her nipples? That had to be shocking. As I watched, the electricity continued to rise up along her head, moving in a solid ring along her face and hair until it finally reached her eyes. They flashed the pale yellow of the electricity for a moment before returning to normal, and as they did she stared at Laura with a little bit of a glazed, confused expression, then asked what happened. Laura shrugged it off again with a little bit of a smile and kept watching as Eve tried to open her mouth to respond. Instead, she tipped forward as her eyes rolled up into her head, arms going completely limp as gravity started to take her and tilt her forward even more until she landed on the floor with a gentle thud.
    Jill looked between Laura and the now unconscious Eve with a confused expression, having clearly seen everything happen. She shook her head and leaned down next to Eve, looking her over and barely noticing Laura kneeling next to her. If I remember correctly, Laura started explaining to Jill that whatever was happening had something to do with the outfits they were all wearing. Jill turned towards her and looked like she was about to ask a question, when Laura smiled and tapped one of the buttons on Jill’s top without a word. Jill barely had a chance to ask what was happening before the electricity started moving over her body. Unlike Eve, when the electricity started to trickle over Jill’s body it jumped from her chest and stomach to her knees, then formed the same rings of energy that traveled up and down her body. At one point I noticed a spot where the energy was forming a ring around her left breast before it jumped down to her knees. From there it moved down her thighs and calves, moving back up to do the same with her other leg. Finally it made its way back up to Jill’s other nipple, only to form a ring around her breast and move back into her torso. Since she was kneeling, the energy seemed to be moving at a much faster rate and reached her head in moments, although watching it felt longer. It reached her eyes before she could even process what was happening, and they flashed for a split second before returning to normal. As they rolled up into her head and her body fell sideways, she nearly missed falling into Laura and landed next to Eve on the floor. Laura and I both watched as several men appeared, picking up Jill and Eve and throwing both over their shoulders before carrying them out of the room, one of them winking as he did.
    Since I was the only one not dressed in an outfit yet I headed back to a changing room (despite my better judgment reminding me what had happened to everyone else who'd been wearing one). I almost wonder if the clothing store itself had some kind of subliminal messaging going on, something that made me just…want…to wear one of the outfits, despite knowing what it did. I mean, Laura knew exactly what they did and how…we’ll go with ‘dangerous’ they could be to wear, and yet neither one of us gave a second thought about putting on the outfits. Or ever considered taking them off. Kind of button pushing to think about, in hindsight. Anyway, once I was back in the room I changed into a leopard print skirt that barely stopped at mid thigh, with a matching bikini top that was...skimpy at best. When I walked back into the room I saw Laura talking to one of the men who'd carried off Eve. He saw me approaching and looked at the two of us appreciatively, suggestively mentioning how nice both of us looked, and asked if we wanted to see where they'd taken the others. Curiosity was getting the better of us at that point so we agreed, and he walked us through to the back room. Inside, everyone else was sitting on chairs that formed a large circle, all of them still unconscious and several wearing headbands with a yellow gem glowing in the center of it that made their eyes glow as well. He started explaining the circuitry in the outfits and how it worked. Conveniently, neither of us mentioned that we were familiar with them at all and so we just let him keep talking. As he was explaining how the headbands  programmed the individual wearing them, they stopped glowing and he removed them to put them on two others. As he felt one of them up with a grin, he commented that they couldn't be woken up unless they were kissed, so little...rewards...like this were available to them, then asked if we'd found the buttons on both of our outfits. When we nodded our heads yes, he smiled and walked over to a small desk at the back of the room where there sat a vase with a handful of flowers in it. He explained that they were 'passion flowers' that grew nearby and offered one to Laura to smell. As soon as she smelled it I noticed a slight flush creeping up her face as she slid closer to the man with a smile on her face. Her hand started gently running up and down his arm as he leaned in to kiss her, sliding his hands up and down her back until he found the button on her dress. He pressed it in one quick motion and her eyes opened in surprise while the electricity started moving through her. It was kind of odd to see, since she was being held, and even kissed by the man that pushed the button. You’d think the electricity would jump from her to him, yet it only moved along her skin, up and down like the previous girls had. Once it reached her eyes, they flashed and started fluttering as she struggled to keep returning the kiss, while he pulled her closer. Finally she was too weak to maintain the kiss and sagged against him, going completely limp as he copped another feel while he looked down at her with a grin.
    After he carried her over to a chair and set her down, he turned back to me with a devious grin and said that it looked like I was the last one left. Before I could respond or move away from him, he leaned in and wrapped an arm around my waist, then pulled me towards him in one quick movement. I tried to struggle but then he started tickling my sides which was...distracting, to say the least. Just as he saw I was getting distracted, he stopped tickling me and started passionately kissing me while his hands roamed over my body. It was the last thing I was expecting, and going from one to the other confused my brain even more than it already had been. Without thinking, I started returning the kiss and soon enough I was lost in it, just enough that I barely noticed his hands sliding up my arms and pressing the button on the strap of my top. I felt the energy from the electricity moving through me instantly, making every part of me tingle, even, somehow, my mind. Once the glow from the electricity faded from my eyes I started getting lightheaded, still trying to return the kiss but getting weaker and weaker by the second. Finally, I felt all of my strength disappear as I leaned into the man, breaking the kiss as everything faded away. At some level, I was vaguely aware of going completely limp and nearly falling to the ground, only for him to catch me. I could feel myself being carried to the last open chair and gently set down in it as a headband was placed on me. Instantly, the energy from it started moving into my mind and programming me to be the perfect cave girl, sexy and wild, primitive and strong. The kind of girl that just goes for what she desires, but whose desires are simply primitive, basic, and in many cases, just… sexy. And that's where I stayed til the end of the dream. Oddly enough I dreamed about it again a little bit last night, too, just that I was still in the chair, completely out of it, still being programmed by the headband.
    So that's where it ended...like I said there was a little bit last night, but it was just me still zonked and being programmed by the headband...go figure. :oP Anyways, now it's time for me to forget.

Thanks to Sleepygirl for doing the editing for me. [and in the case of this story, writing it]

Thank you so much for taking the time to read this! If you have any comments I would love to hear them! You can follow more adventures at Spirals Nightclub! You can also find bonus content on my Patreon page Including a reaction from Sleepygirl while editing this story, which she does not remember writing: Custom Clothing - Part 2 - Banter File!

Featuring: Jill, Eve, Laura, and Sleepygirl

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A Convenient Trap - Part 4

Description: A satisfied Nyx, enjoys the fruits of her labor.

Present time…
    Bridget unties the sleeping Nyx, waking her with her own smelling salts, eventually Nyx stirs, notices the vial balanced on her nose and commands her thrall to carefully remove it. Once done Nyx absconds with her two lovelies. Nyx, Bridget and the unconscious Amethyst escape into the sewer systems, winding down endless corridors till Nyx twists a certain brick in the wall causing it to melt away, revealing a secret passageway. One of many that lead to her various laboratories strewn about the city. Deep in that hidden lab Bridget stands at attention, one leg slightly bent, shifting her weight, giving the pose a sexier appearance, glassy eyes staring ahead at nothing, completely unaware. She stands in a shadowed alcove awaiting instructions from her thoroughly distracted Mistress.
    Straddling a bound and unconscious Amethyst Nyx was enjoying herself immensely, her hands questing Amethyst’s unconscious form, freely groping her pliant flesh. Nyx deeply kisses Amethyst, forcing her tongue into Amethyst’s mouth passionately. Amethyst’s eyes began moving about rapidly behind her closed eyelids, the drugs used to keep her asleep clearly beginning to wear off. To Nyx’s great delight the drugged and slowly wakening heroine’s body began responding to the kiss, her tongue started dueling with Nyx’s invading one and Amethyst’s head tilted ever so slightly, allowing greater access. A quiet moan escapes Amethyst’s body as she responds to the external stimuli.
    Nyx couldn’t keep the giggle from boiling forth, her malicious joy filling her to bursting. Through her drugged out haze Amethyst hears a familiar sound of mirth, her mind feeling like it was filled with cotton still immediately recognized the voice….. She wasn’t making out with Sam…she was making out with her nemesis, Nyx! With a snarl Amethyst attempts to buck Nyx off her, though fastened as she is she barely shifts her weight on the gurney though she does succeed in biting the tip of Nyx’s tongue before she is able to pull away. Amethyst does her best to lunge after her adversary but quickly realizes she is restrained by a truly ludicrous number of straps….if she were a regular human, she is a superhero after all. Nyx scowls as she checks the damage to her tongue, massaging the tip of her tongue “Good morning to you too Amey”
    Nyx slowly circles Amethyst’s bound form, she traces a finger along Amethyst’s body, starting at her thigh and sliding up her body slowly with a lovers caress, ending as she traces her jawline. Amethyst attempts to bite her finger and spits in her direction when she misses, eliciting a smug laugh from the white haired beauty “Still feisty I see, good…good” Nyx shamelessly rests her hands on Amethyst’s breasts, resting her chin in Amethysts cleavage as she smirks up at her target. “You’re quite impressive you know, you’ve only been knocked out for about…” She casually checks her pocket watch “three hours, bravo. Although the record remains with Wonder Woman who woke after just under an hour so, you know…life goals” Nyx chuckles as she condescendingly taps Amethyst on the nose, deftly dodging another bite.
    “Let! Me! Go! Right…NOW!” Amethyst chews off each word through gritted teeth as she thrashes on the gurney. “Now, now my sweet Amey” Nyx smirks and sensually licks her lips, doing nothing to hide her blatant lust directed at the bound heroine. “I went through all this trouble to get you here, in this room, with me in control. Do you have any idea how much work this took?” Nyx circles Amethyst again, gliding over to the blank Bridget, she casually gropes the woman “Acquire this lovely specimen, all to lure you to this facility, she makes truly excellent bait wouldn’t you say?” Nyx squeezes Bridget’s face between her thumb and two fingers, waggling her head back and forth. “The trap was sprung almost perfectly, you almost ruined everything but that bleeding heart of yours proved to once again be my saving grace. My backup plan and a headache are easy prices to pay for success” Nyx chuckles as she winks, lifting a small bottle of Aspirin and shakes it, quickly downing two capsules.”And I came prepared for that too”
    Amethyst keeps thrashing as best she can, she felt she was starting to make headway, the gurney begins to rock and shake. “Let me go and I promise you won’t remember your own damn Name when I’m through with you!” Nyx rolls her eyes “Well I’m convinced, let me get right on that” Nyx hears the tell tale sound of leather restraints tearing, she chides herself, she has time of course but her monologuing has lost her more than one scheme, she smirks knowingly “Struggle all you want, it wouldn’t be any fun if you didn’t at least attempt to break free though I came prepared for that too!” Nyx condescendingly pats Amethyst’s cheek before making her way to Bridget. She raises her hand to her lips and blows a kiss to the actress, a fine pink dust envelops the young woman “Breath deeply my thrall” Nyx coos. Without hesitation Bridget breathes in deeply, the dust vacuums in through her nostrils and open mouth. At first nothing happens, Bridget returns to her previous stance, glassy eyes continuing to stare at nothing, completely unaware of anything. Soon enough Bridget’s eyes begin to flutter and she lets out a quiet sigh, her head droops slightly before all her muscles go limp and she crumples to the floor in a heap.
    Out of the corner of her eye Amethyst watched the actress succumb to what she assumed was some type of sleep dust “What have you done!? What did you do to her!?” Amethyst cries, more buying time then wanting or even expecting an answer from the smug Sorceress. Little did Nyx know Amethyst’s right hand was nearly free and that would be more than enough to beat that pesky Nyx black and blue, saving the day. Sadly Nyx wasn't going to give her the time she needed, she advances on the bound heroine, delight clear on her face and presents her hand, another pile of pink dust prepped and ready to go. “I’ve always been more of  a show don’t tell kind of girl, sweet dreams~” Nyx blows the cloud into Amethyst’s face, following it up with a quick hammer blow to her solar plexus causing Amethyst to gasp, getting a lungful of the dust. Amethyst tries to cough and hack the dust out but it was already too late, her vision began to blur, yet still she struggled. “Shhshhshhh…. That’s enough my sweet heroine, our fight is finished, just relax and let it happen” Through gritted teeth and flecks of foam gathering at the corners of her lips Amethyst give one final push and tears through the last stitches of the strap restraining her right arm and promptly slugs Nyx in the jaw. “Shhurrrendrr….’r..elssss….”
    Unfortunately the punch had no strength behind it, Nyx jerked back more out of reflex than pain as Amethyst’s hand fell limply on her chest. “Or else what, hm? Are you going to…beat me up for great justice?” Nyx laughs while condescendingly slapping the spot Amethyst just struck “Come on… six, maybe seven more like that and I might start feeling woozy” Nyx traces Amethyst’s jawline once again “Please do continue though, I do love to watch you struggle and squirm! Watching the fight bleed out of my targets is the best part” Nyx steals another kiss from the straining heroine. Amethyst tries to turn her head away but finds her neck unresponsive, her tongue, feeling thick and leaden in her own mouth, was being thrown about by Nyx’s aggressive make out session. Nyx watched with glee as Amethyst’s eyes dilated and the fight slowly but surely drained out of her.
    Amethyst mumbles through half lidded eyes “I’lllll….Gett yuuuu….Biiii…..” Despite her best efforts Amethyst lets out one final sigh, her fluttering eyes roll up in her skull showing only whites and her body finally sags into unconsciousness, the dark encompassing her entire world. Nyx gives a satisfied smirk, pinching Amethyst’s face between her thumb and forefingers “I’m sure you will my precious” She kisses Amethyst’s forehead and steps over to her workstation. She retrieves a saline bag filled with a custom cocktail of various drugs and solutions, all geared to properly brainwash her awaiting victims. “I made this just for you O’ Mighty Amethyst, I hope you’ll enjoy it. I worked very hard on it” Nyx coos into Amethyst’s ear, setting up the bag, inserting the needle in her arm and sets the saline bag to drip and sets up the various screens  to loop the conditioning video she prepared.

Several hours later
    The sun begins peaking over the horizon, illuminating the unlit living space of Nyx’s apartments, Nyx herself is draped across her couch, stark naked. To her left is Bridget, equally naked and freely exploring Nyx’s body, caressing and groping her right breast while suckling gently at Nyx’s left. Swirling her tongue along the nipple and then pulling it into her mouth, with a long, slow suck and then letting it pop out to repeat the process. Between Nyx’s legs was a third beauty, Amethyst greedily slurps and licks at Nyx’s pussy, stabbing her tongue deeply into Nyx’s eager sex. Both girls worked passionately at their respective tasks though made no sound or any reaction at all to their own pleasures, a dull green glow illuminating their vacant eyes, a side effect of the saline solution. Nyx caresses Bridget’s face, a cheshire smile glued to her lips as another orgasm rips through her, she arches her back and basks in her thrall's dedication.
    Nyx wasn’t certain if either of them was awake or asleep, as long as the solution ran through their veins they would remain completely obedient to her and Only her. The solution would begin to break down within a week for Bridget and Nyx guessed Amethyst would need a new dose in four days, maybe three. That's why she planned to readminister every two days, it just wouldn’t do to lose her prize after so much work. Pleasure begins building again between her legs, Amethyst apparently knew what she was doing down south “Mmmmm….worth every penny” Nyx whispered to herself, pleased as punch despite being drenched in sweat from the nights…activities, good and bad.
    Nyx chuckled to herself, she petted Bridget and squeezed Amethyst’s head between her thighs affectionately. “You ladies don’t mind if I take a little nap, do you?” Neither girl responded, mindlessly intent on their given tasks of pleasuring the sorceress without cessation. Nyx smirks smugly “I didn’t think so” she moaned aloud as the pleasure built to a crescendo. Regaining her composure Nyx smirks as a naughty thought fills her mind, she snaps her finger and in a commanding tone says “Thrall two, lay on the coffee table” Bridget immediately crawls off Nyx and lays back on the coffee table staring up at the roof. Nyx carefully lays a line of fine pink powder across Bridget’s left breast, lines it up and snorts it in one quick motion, she sniffs and blinks, the heavy sluggish feeling already beginning to settle on her, she lays back on the couch and sloppily snaps her fingers “Back to work Thrallssss…” Both hasten to obey, returning to their respective positions, Amethyst lunges, burying her tongue deep in Nyx who gasps, already drooling “Shooooo…gooooodd…nniissshhlll…” Nyx trails off unintelligibly as her body tenses and relaxes all at once, an orgasm washing through her sleeping form… The first of many in her near future.

The end. 

Written by Psyco Turnip, and Sleepyhypno

All Characters belong to D.L. who commissioned this story!

Thank you so much for taking the time to read this! If you have any comments I would love to hear them! You can follow more adventures at Spirals Nightclub! You can also find bonus content on my Patreon page! 

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A convenient Trap - Part 3

Description: Nyx gives a little flashback to exactly how she went about Kidnapping Bridget and setting up her plan to capture Amethyst.

Twenty four hours previous...
    Bridget was determined to explore this city, she'd been cooped up for too long, being dragged to gallas, wining and dining with all the self important "influencers” Keith kept insisting are integral to her career.... She'd had it! Nearly two years in this city and she's barely stepped foot in it. After yet another wine tasting she bribed her driver to take her somewhere fun for the afternoon. After assuring him four times she would be fine Bridget headed for the outdoor market, she wrapped her face in a scarf and a toque(wool cap for you American folk) to hide her face and began wandering in earnest. She bought and gorged herself on so much street food, starting with a mustard pretzel, then a hotdog followed by a bag of mini donuts, enjoying them all the more simply to spite Keith. In her wanderings Bridget spoke with nearly anyone who would talk to her, her ultimate goal, the BEST cup of coffee in town.
    Speaking to dozens of people, some....a little spacier than others but who was she to judge, most of them told her of a small hole in the wall business called Grinder that served the best coffee, following the directions she was given Bridget found herself looking at a unassuming building, it barely had any advertisement saying it was a cafe "This places PR guy should be fired" Bridget muttered under her breath as she entered, the tell-tale jingle of bells notifying her entrance, she was immediately assaulted with the heavy aroma of dozens of different coffee grounds, she breathed in deeply sighing happily as she swam in the delightful fragrance. "That's what mama needs!" Bridget begins checking the various blends of coffee, smelling them and just savoring the experience.
    "Welcome miss, is there anything I can help you with?" Bridget's reverie was interrupted by a solid eight out of ten old woman if her stark white hair was anything to go by, Bridget didn't see a single wrinkle or blemish on her skin but was well versed in the majesty of botox and anti-age cream. Still, her regiment must be killer to keep herself looking so youthful "Nothin' much yet luv, just browsing for my perfect cup o' joe, you know the struggle don't 'cha?" The employee nods in understanding "Of course miss, if you need any clarification or any assistance at all, I'll be right behind that counter, happy hunting~" The woman smiles warmly before turning away, her smile slowly curling into a more devious grin as she returns to the counter, kicking the real and unconscious employee deeper into the footwell of the desk with her toe.
    Nyx watched Bridget wander the isles, calmly waiting for her to grab the right blend, eventually she grabbed the forest green bag of Irish cream from the shelf, the bag was coated in a contact solution that made the target feel dizzy and highly suggestible. The drug worked quickly, Bridget's eyes dilated almost immediately as she breathed in it's scent deeply, swaying slightly, Nyx smirks knowingly "Like that one do ya? If your interested I can let you have a free sample from the bosses secret stash, follow me" Bridget blinks and before she realizes it she is sitting at a table in the cafe's back room, waiting as delicious smelling coffee is being brewed, she scrunches up her face as she tries to remember how she got here, yet before she knew it a mug of steaming hot coffee is presented to her.
    Bridget gratefully accepts the mug and sighs happily, warming both hands, she breathes in deeply then takes a sip. It's one of the best cups she has ever had though it's after taste is.....weird, she can't put her finger on it but it tastes.....dreamy? What does dreamy taste like? As she is contemplating that the kind woman gestures to her "Don't let it get cold miss, you need to finish it all quickly" and snaps her fingers for emphasis, Bridget automatically takes another deep gulp, she begins to feel legitimately woozy as she looks at the empty mug "Itshhh alll gonnne...Why?" Bridget's eyes lose focus as her jaw relaxes, drool begins to pool at the sides of her lips, running down her chin and staining her shirt drip by drip, she doesn't seem to notice.
    Nyx waves a hand before Bridget's face, it takes the actress almost four seconds to register the movement, slowly looking up at her with glassy, vacant eyes. Nyx smirks "Perfect! She should be ready" She thinks to herself as her pointer finger begins emitting a bright purplish light. Nyx traces a sigil before Bridget's eyes, drawing a slow lazy spiral before her, she places another mug of coffee in front of her and whispers into Bridget's ear "Drink up and watch the glow miss, you just want to relax, watch and listen to me~" Bridget sat back in the chair, nearly sliding out of it as she sipped the coffee, spilling some from the corners of her mouth as her head slowly swayed in a circle watching the gaseous spiral spin before her, she attempts to speak but gurgles coffee all over herself, not seeming to notice the hot liquid spilling all over her "shhhhhhh...." Nyx places her finger on Bridget's lips, silencing her "enough of that, just relax my puppet~" Bridget's body goes fully limp, her eyes lidded as she fights to keep watching the spinning lights. Nyx continues to whispers into Bridget's pliant mind until she eventually passes out, the spiral wisps away as her head slumps through it "Sleep tight sweety"
    Groggily Bridget stirred, feeling the worst hangover of her life, she attempts to rub her temple with her fingers only to realize she is restrained. Her eyes snap open only to be blinded by the surgical light above her, she groans in pain as she squeezes her eyes shut and turns her head away, weakly attempting to struggle free of her bonds. "Finally awake I see, good, I was beginning to worry" Bridget hears a familiar voice dripping with condescension, she cracks an eye open seeing the white haired woman hovering to her left. Bridget lunges for her, attempting to bite her nose but doesn't move an inch, Nyx dances away regardless while snickering. "Feisty! I like it, welcome to my humble abode, a home away from home if you will" "Let me go! Do you know who I am!?" Bridget wails, thrashing on the table. "Of course I do Miss Regan though who you are isn't nearly as important as what you are" Nyx gives her a predatory grin.
    "You won't get away with this! My fans and the heroes will find me, you'll get nothing but jail time!" Bridget snarls as she continues to struggle, Nyx simply laughs at her. "Poor deary, I'm not after your money or notoriety. I don't even care that your a famous actress, no I'm keeping you because you're a Somnambulist'' Nyx scowls at Bridgets confused expression "Someone who is quite adept at actively moving in their sleep, you are able to function nearly as well as if you were awake... Or a sleep walker in layman's terms' ' All while giving this clinical explanation Nyx is tightening restraints and clearly preparing Bridget for something. She puts Bridget's head in a brace, forcing her to look straight up at the surgical light, Nyx reaches up, fiddling with the light above her.
    Nyx replaces the regular bulb with a device that looks similar to a DJ lighting orb; it begins emitting a kaleidoscope of colours that snare Bridget's attention nearly immediately. Bridget tried to close her eyes or turn her head, neither were successful, the light pulsed through her eyelids and the brace held fast, her thrashing lessened more and more as her body began to relax. "Sleep deeply my sweet bait, sleep and obey..." Nyx cooed in her ear "Once you are deep in hypnotic sleep the fun shall begin my sweet somnambulist, you shall become my willing slave, obeying me in every aspect! Including helping me catch my real target!" Nyx cackles and continues gloating but Bridget hears none of it, fully snared as she is by the flashing lights. Bridget's consciousness fades away, Nyx begins whispering mantras into her pliant mind a self assured smirk on her face the whole while.         

To be Concluded…

Written by Psyco Turnip, and Sleepyhypno

All Characters belong to D.L. who commissioned this story!
Thank you so much for taking the time to read this! If you have any comments I would love to hear them! You can follow more adventures at Spirals Nightclub! You can also find bonus content on my Patreon page! 

Part 1
Part 2
Part 3
Part 4